I'd Like To Think I Was Actually Pretty Normal Since The Hiatus Started. But Then I Heard People Were

i'd like to think i was actually pretty normal since the hiatus started. but then i heard people were doing ask blogs and all sense of normalcy flew out the damn window.

The witchlight hiatus has driven you all insane and it's only been two weeks lol. Please keep going tho I love the rp blogs

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BOY!!

screaming crying shaking rn /VPOS

*The room begins to fog, and soft, ominous jazz begins to play, sounding in the distance at first but gradually growing closer. As the room darkens, the scent of cigar smoke becomes palpable.*

"Kreeeeemy..."

*Kremy tightens his grip on his cane out of instinct. He shifts his footing, taking on a more defensive stance.*

Who’s there? Gricko, I swear to the Baron if this is one of your pranks again.

*He attempts to appear as cold and threatening as possible, but there’s a tremble to his hands, his eyes are wide and frantically searching every corner of the room, and his breathing is slightly erratic.*

ooc // taking a pause for a bit to say how much i FUCKING LOVE THIS??? HELLO??? this has literally had me kicking my feet the entire time making this. like if i had a tail it absolutely would be wagging like i LOVEEEE THIS!!!!!!-!-!

*As Kremy drifted off to sleep, everything snug and safe in the Carnivale, Magnolia making friends and having fun, everything juuuust fine...*

*A dream began. It wasn't quite a proper POV, it was more like he was watching from a distance, a scene begins to unfold before his eyes. He didn't feel he could alter it, just made to watch like one of the audience members in his Carnivale.*

*It was Agwe, his crime-ridden, swampy hometown; it was very far from perfect, but it was home. The vision was focused on a particular area of Agwe, a rather shady section, people bustling about, and others tucked away in the many buildings.*

*Then...a familiar sight came into view; or at least, a partially familiar sight. A little Gatorfolk girl skipped into view, using a stick to spin a plastic hoop along beside her as she giggled. She had tannish green scales, and a flowing golden dress with a bow tied around her waist, and a wide-brimmed hat adorned with a magnolia.*

*It was his daughter, certainly, but she was alive - and that's probably about the time Kremy'd begin to realize what exactly this vision would be showing him.*

*Kremy blinks, his movements feeling slow and sluggish, as if trying to move through the swamps back on Agwe.*

*His focus is turned to the little girl in the golden dress. His eyes narrow in confusion before widening in recognition. Magnolia? In scale, flesh and blood?*

*Was this a memory of hers? Maybe the Baron was showing him something? His head swirled with questions as he attempted to move towards the girl, though it felt as if he couldn’t even lift his foot.*

“Magnolia?”

*He spoke, and the sound reverberated unnaturally over the hustle and bustle of all the other passer-bys.*

Google Docs

Magnolia

A little fic I wrote about Magnolia's backstory!

It's dark and spooky (as one would expect of the story of a ghostly child) so fair warning, but I think it's pretty good! And I thought it might feed people's curiosity about our favorite little ghost girl. I was gonna wait til somebody asked about her backstory, but I got impatient rofl.

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BOY!!